Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: autumn

BRILLIANT IDEA

Halifax International Airport 11:25am

Now that EYE have begun The Craft

of painting nearly every lamp shade

in M(EYE) House

— I have driven through foggy fall foliage

to pick up Hunter’s College Grand Daughter

and have decided to paint like

never before:

The Purely Decorative Canvas

maybe with some gold

to go above The Tomato-coloured Couch

replete with No

Deep Inner Meaning

I WANT TO WRITE MY POEM NOW

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:39pm

I saw the first of Falling Leaves

in Their spectacular redness

surrounding a mud puddle

in The Post Office Parking Lot

— One landed on My Wind Shield

and caught on a wiper

to lift Itself

to Me

MAIL

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm

On My Way To The Mail Box

I Passed A Roadside Spread Of Asters

Pale Lavender Star-shapes Against The Golden Grass

And Auburn Leaves Of Fern — There Was No Mail

But As You Can Guess

That Hardly Matters